The Soft and Adorable Host was Picked Up by the Yandere Bigshot

  Chapter 577 The Empress is spoiled by the little general again! 15

   Originally wanted to deal with this matter in a low-key manner, Bai Sang also found an excuse to say that he was looking at flowers in the imperial garden, and he reached out to touch the flowers.

   "Go out all!" Bai Sang scolded.

  The palace maids and eunuchs glanced at each other, and the mother wanted to say something.

  But this is the first time everyone has seen such an angry Majesty.

   can only leave with his head down.

   Soon there were two people left in the bedroom.

   "I've been... I have to get hay fever what does it have to do with you, hurry up and throw this thing away!"

   Reach out is to grab.

  Wenzo did not expect that His Majesty would catch the thorns, and it was too late to dodge.

   "Ah!" Bai Sang forgot to look at the thorns on it, and his palm was stinged when he grasped it like this.

  The kind that hurts and hurts.

  I was allergic and uncomfortable.

  He felt sorry for the wound on Wenzuo's back again.

  Now that he is stinged again, Bai Sang's good temper is gone.

The tears in her eyes fell down, "Yes, it was all caused by you. I was itchy at first, and I have been living and dying all day, but you actually gave me a blockage. You think you just beat yourself up. Can you make up for me?"

   "Now it makes my hand sting, and I am so uncomfortable!"

  Bai Sang directly sat on the ground and cried.

  He wants to kneel on the ground, then sit on the ground by himself.

  The face of the wronged Bala, with tears, was originally pale because of illness.

  Cry like this, where does Wenzuo remember that he was at fault.

   hurriedly picked up Bai Sang and put it on the bed carefully.

   "Your Majesty, don't cry, I..." Wen Zuo forgot the distinction between the ministers and monarchs, and reached out to wipe off Bai Sang's tears.

  Bai Sang cried more and more vigorously, and the tears flowed more and more.

   She sobbed crying and pointed her finger at his back: "You hurry up and throw it away."

   "It's because of my majesty that I suffered so much. If I hadn't taken your majesty down to see some flowers, your majesty would be fine at all, it's all my fault, I..."

   Before Wen Zuo finished speaking, Bai Sang cried louder.

   provoked the grandmother outside to knock on the door: "What's wrong with your majesty?"

  A posture about to come in.

   "No one can come in!" Bai Sang roared.

  Who would dare not listen to what the emperor said?

  No one dared to knock on the door anymore.

   Wen Zuo pounced, "Your Majesty, if you do this, it will be misleading."

  His cheeks are a little red.

  I think a bit too much.

  Bai Sang snorted, "What's the misunderstanding? Don't you quickly get rid of the thorns on your back? Do you still want me to catch it myself?"

  Wenzo quickly put down the thorns on his back.

  Mixed with red blood, the white mulberry is distressed again.

   "I'll get the medicine." Bai Sang wanted to get off the bed.

   "Your Majesty, don't move, I'll get it."

  Wenzo has lived in the palace for more than half a year. He knows where to put things better than Bai Sang.

  He stood up and touched the wound.

  Bai Sang saw his look bad, "Deserve it, who made you beat yourself so hard." Suddenly he remembered: "If you say you can't beat yourself on the back, who did it?"

  She is smarter.

   "I let my dad smoke, and I knew at home that your Majesty suffered because of me, and I hate myself, so I let my dad smoke me severely."

OK.

  Bai Sang has already remembered Wen Wuhou in his heart.

  Next time this old guy asks her to do something, he will definitely not agree!

  Throw back the memorial directly at that time!

   Wenzo came over with a bottle of healing medicine.

   "I will help you with medicine." Bai Sang reached out to grab it.

  Wen Zuo was afraid that she would cry again, and now everything depends on her.

  Wenzo squatted beside the bed, exposing his entire back to Bai Sang.

  Bai Sang's tears almost fell.

  For fear that he might get inflammation, sprinkled a bottle of healing medicine powder on Wenzuo's back.

  (End of this chapter)